Tap Tap Tap / Peterick

Chapter 10

"You what?"

Pete visibly swallowed, clutching his own hand.

"Yeah, Patrick." He mumbled, not making eye contact with me. I'm sure he felt embarrassed.

Love me? He can't love me. He's known me for like three months, give or take a few days. There was absolutely no way he could love me. You can't fall in love that fast. It wasn't possible.

Did I love him? I couldn't. It was too soon. There was no way. But then again, love by its very definition is an intense feeling of deep infection. I guess that accurately described how I felt about Pete. Love, however, was still an extremely strong word, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to like, make the kind of commitment or whatever.

"You don't love me." I stated.

His head snapped up. "What? Yes I do! Patrick, really, I love you."

I rolled my eyes. I knew he didn't really love me. He probably just thought he did. "Pete, we've been dating for like two months. There's no way you could love me."

Pete sighed, and then his lips twitched up into a smile. Why was he smiling?

"You really don't know the first thing about love, do you?" He asked with a small smile. I shook my head. I guess I didn't.

"You don't have to know someone for a super long period of time to know that you love them, Trick. I know how I feel about you. I know that I love you."

I bit my lip. "Describe love to me."

He let out an almost silent laugh before moving closer, letting his hand rest on the small of my back.

"It's like the never ending butterflies. The fireworks when we kiss. The whole I notice every little thing about you. How I literally wanna spend every day with you, like 24/7. It's love. I love you. I love everything about you."

I couldn't help but smile at his words. Pete was always good with words, all the more reason to admire him. I guess that's one of the pluses of dating a writer.

Once I registered what he actually said to me though, I began to think. Never ending butterflies? Check. Fireworks? Oh hell yes. Noticing every little thing? I always notice everything when it comes to Pete. Literally every little thing, all the way from how he walks heel to toe down to how he counts each pepperoni on his pizza before eating it. I also wouldn't mind spending every day with him. He's made my days a lot brighter recently, and yeah, I wouldn't mind having that in my life everyday. So yeah, I guess I actually did love him then.

I was in love with Pete Wentz.

"I uh, yeah, I think I love you." I said, even though I didn't even have to think anymore. I knew I loved him, going by his definition that is, but I didn't want to sound too straightforward, so I settled with I think I do. I'm pretty sure he knew that I actually loved him, because he pulled me into his arms and held me like his life depended on it.

"Yeah, I love you too."

I turned my head, capturing his lips with my own. Our lips moved in sync for about a minute a half before we pulled apart, both grinning like crazy. I was in love, and it was absolutely the best feeling the world.

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"So, let me get this straight, you two are in love?"

Pete's hand gripped mine together, and we both nodded. We were sat around the dining table in Pete's apartment, along with Kayla, Amanda, Meagan, Joe, and Sam. I don't know why we hadn't been getting together much recently, but this felt like it was the first time in ages.